Proud Dad....

Tonight was a baseball night for us. Thankfully the rain stopped for the game as we've had a sketchy season based on the weather. Colton had an amazing game! Actually, the whole team did a fantastic job.
Mike is one of the assistant coaches. I was watching him at the same time as watching Colton. I think I saw a tear in Mike's eye. A proud tear. His boy, the one he's been playing catch with, the one he's been pitching to, had his best game ever. Mike just couldn't stop grinning.
It. Was. Adorable.

I'm Clocking Out....

After a week of not getting anything done around the house, I was on a mission this weekend. Mike was gone on a fishing trip so it was just the boys and me. I got so much accomplished!

• Washed and put away 413 loads of laundry (give or take a few) including some delicates that I've been meaning to wash for the past 2 months.
• Cleaned the boy's rooms
• Vacuumed the entire upstairs and downstairs
• Vacuumed the steps
• Enjoyed a visit by some good friends that were in the cities for a wedding reception
• Watched The Blind Side (loved it)
• Cleaned out the freezer in the garage
• Weeded the front garden
• Went to a parade
• Caulked the downstairs shower
• Cleaned my car
• Put together a puzzle with Colton
• Read books with Brett
• Made banana pancakes
• Wrote thank you notes

And now? Now, I'm clocking out. I'm going to park myself on the couch and watch a movie with my three favorite guys.

Questions For You.....Again

I think I did this back in November when I blogged everyday that month. Let's see how it goes this time around.

Questions

1. If you could have free, unlimited service for one year from an extremely good cook, chauffeur, housekeeper, masseuse, or personal secretary, which one would you chose?

2. Do you squeeze your toothpaste from the bottom, middle, top or do you roll it up from the bottom to the top?

3. Do you save greeting cards (birthday, anniversary, thank you) or do you toss them? Why?

4. What is your first memory?

Answers

1. Hands down - housekeeper. I cannot seem to stay on top of things. Every time we clean, we keep saying, ok, let's try to keep things picked up. Then life happens and I'm pretty sure a tornado comes through our house on a very regular basis.

2. I squeeze from the bottom. My kids and husband squeeze from wherever. Drives me nuts. But, I've come to accept it and just have my own tube to use it how I want to.

3. I don't save them. I've got nowhere to put them. I take that back. Kind of. If they are from my parents, husband or kids and they've got something extra special written I'll keep them. But 99% of them get tossed within a week or two.

4. This is TMI, but what the hell. I remember not liking to wear underwear when I was young (or socks for that matter...you know that seam that runs across your toes? I couldn't STAND to have that at the tips of my toes. Thankfully I got over that in time). Anyway.....I remember being in preschool and my teacher saying to me, "I have a granddaughter that is about your age and size, what size pants are those? She kind of pulled out my pants to read the tag and I was mortified that she had seen me without underwear. You know, I never thought that situation was all that weird until right about now. Hmmmm.....

Your turn.

Why????

I will be billing my parents for any therapy I will have to go to as a result of my popped collar and knotted bandanna/headband. Do I even need to mention the hideous perm that looks like it didn't take all that well?

What Would You Do?

We have this family in our neighborhood. They have been here for about a year and I have never seen the parents. Ever. However, there are anywhere from 3-4 kids living there at any given time. The cars that are parked in the driveway rotate monthly.
My dilemma is that the kids, who I'm guessing range in age from 5-12 roam the neighborhood at all hours of the day and night. I'm not opposed to the roaming so much, but the fact that they zip down the street on their bike/scooter/skateboard without any regard to traffic. I have heard horns honk multiple times when I know that they are outside. Mike has had to slam his breaks on twice to avoid hitting the kid cruising down a neighbor's driveway into the street while he's laying on his skateboard.
What would you do? Do you go to the house and knock on the door and inform them of what their kids are doing? Do you try to talk to the kids about what could happen if they keep thinking they rule the road? Advice please.

Walkin'.....

Today was the day of our 20 mile training walk. The 3-Day isn't until August, but Marilyn and I want to get in a few really long walks before the big event. We started out at 7:45 am. Lucky for us, Marilyn's dad put together a route that wound us through the suburbs of the cities where we ended in Edina at a burger and malt shop were we enjoyed some really tasty lunch.
By about mile 15 or 16, I'm pretty sure we started to get a little delirious. My feet felt pretty heavy and every now and again I'd trip over the air and we'd just start to giggle. At one point, we had to cross the street and had to jog across it before the cars came. It was nearly impossible for me as I felt like each leg weighed 150 pounds and we started to giggle. Marilyn got a battle wound by stepping on a stick and it came up and scraped her shin. We didn't giggle about that, but that fact that she was looking for something in her fanny pack (yes we wore them), dropped some band aides, had to bend over to get them and almost face planted because it was so hard to get back up - we did giggle about that.
All in all, I feel pretty good, but if I had to wake up and do it again tomorrow and the next day? Yeah, I'm pretty sure I would die. Luckily, I've got another 80+ days of training!

A New Version

Brett's really into doing eenie meenie for everything! In trying to decide if he should wear shoes or sandles - eat vegetables or potatoes - which book to read. The list goes on....

Incase you can't understand it, here's Brett's version of Eenie Meenie......

Eenie Meenie Minie Moe

Catch a pod a tide a toe

My mom makes the berry (very) best food eva (ever) eva again